Elian Deogenes' POV

"Absolutely not" Aaliyah argues.

"Baby I'm fine" I tell my girlfriend, trying to stifle my movements, so that I feel less queasy.

I've gotten food poisoning.

I was cooking and got distracted when Aaliyah walked in to ask me something and now I've been sick all morning.

But I want to take my girlfriend on a date!

I had the whole day planned!

We were going to go to get breakfast at this café around the corner.

Then I planned to take her to the carnival and then dinner before coming home and giving her more food before bed.

And that's not happening.

Aaliyah sits next to me and pushes me onto my back.

"You've been throwing up all morning" she reminds me.

I groan, feeling upset.

She strokes my hair.

"We've still got time left here ya know?" She asks me with a giggle.

I look at her all doe eyed.

"I know but I want you to have fun." I tell her.

She leans in to kiss my forehead.

"We've had plenty of fun lately, no?" She asks.

I feel my face redden as I remember what she's talking about.

She grins and gets up.

"I'm gonna hit the convenience store for some medicine and extra stuff to cook with" she tells me.

I nod, still feeling flustered.

She leaves and I go on social media for a bit, missing her already.

Before long, I fall asleep.

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Aaliyah Otiento- Miller's POV

When I get back home, Elian is fast asleep.

So I wash everything I bought and I take my outside clothes off, before checking Elian's temperature.

He's a little warm, probably from the weather and from moving around so much.

So I open a window and I start to clean the room up, making sure it's spick and span, before I go to the kitchen.

It's nowhere near time to start cooking, so I listen to some music while doing some laundry.

I check on Elian every 10 minutes, but it feels like an hour difference.

I go for a walk in the public spaces behind the building and I run into some old ladies, who sweetly try, but struggle a little bit to ask me in English to help them move some things for their garden plants.

I respond in Japanese, to their surprise and and I help them move their things.

Some of the people around us look on curiously.

Some with disgust, but when I catch them, one of the aunties who asked for help, tugs on my sleeve for me to lean down so she can wipe the dirt off of my face and she pops a toffee in my mouth, rubbing my hair and telling me I've worked hard.

Now I'm not a hyper sensitive or emotional person.

But this makes me tear up.

It reminds me of my own grandmother who I hardly see any more cause I'm always busy.

I'll have to visit her when I get back.

I spend most of the afternoon helping them and one of the aunties runs inside and runs back holding a bunch of jars and clear containers.

She excitedly tells me that she made everything herself, but made too much and me and my 'husband' should share it.

That's really sweet of her.

I politely tell her thank you and I head back inside, not even bothering to correct her.

It's not dark yet, but it's getting there, by the time I get back to Elian.

He's asleep, but the medicine I left for him has been taken and the water I left him, has been drank.

I'm happy.

I move to the kitchen, checking what the lady gave me.

Some home made jam and a bunch of seasoned meats.

So I get to work.

I wash some rice and put it on the stove to cook.

I go to wake Elian up, so that we can eat together.

He wakes up and once he sees me, he smiles all big, pulling me down to hug him.

I protest, saying that I'm all sweaty and I smell.

But he pulls me into his lap, kissing my forehead.

His speech is a little slow, so he raises his hands to sign.

"I missed you" he says.

I kiss his cheek.

I missed him too.

We get up and he signs that he's going to shower.

I let him and continue with the food.

I put the meats out to grill and I go back into the fridge to grab some vegetables to add.

I lean down and while I'm searching, I feel Elian's hand, grab a handful of my ass.

His fingers reach down and without probably even noticing, he grabs a li'l coochie.

I squeak and stand upright, to see him giving me a wholesome ass smile.

Almost immediately, most of the nasty thoughts leave my head.

He gives me a kiss and signs that I should go and shower and that he will continue cooking.

I raise a 'skeptical' eyebrow at him and he pouts.

"Unnecessary" he scowls.

I giggle at him.

I go to shower and I leave him to it.

I clean myself from head to toe, all of the days work, making me feel happy, but tired.

Once I'm done I clean the bath again and I dry off, lotion and wear one of Elian's shirts with some shirts.

I walk out to him grilling the meat and concentrating hard.

I chuckle.

He must notice my presence cause he turns around with a grin, before focusing again.

I walk up behind him and lean to see in front of him.

It looks about done.

We assemble all of the food and pray before eating.

He asked ms me about my day and I tell him everything, not missing out a single detail.

He gets us some drinks out of the fridge and I nearly giggle at how small it is compared to him and how low he has to crouch.

It's adorable.

He comes back and hands me my drink.

We sit in comfortable silence.

Then he lays back closing his eyes.

I watch him.

I lay next to him.

He feels my body heat and pulls me close.

"Aaliyah" he says out loud.

I turn to him.

"Marry me" he says.

My jaw drops and my eyes widen.

He opens his eyes to look down at me and I can see that he is deadly serious.

I sit up and he gives me a sheepish grin, standing up.

"Wait here." He says.

He walks into our room and he comes out with a small black box in his hand, and his hearing aids in.

He gets down on one knee and I immediately sit up.

"I wanted to take you on a massive date today. There was gonna be a big dinner. A fancy band and some dancers and a bunch of people holding signs." He starts.

I had no idea!

"I was gonna get down on one knee and ask you to marry me on top of this grand balcony. Just like your dad and your step mom." He says with a small chuckle.

I feel myself tear up for the second time today.

"Now I know this is no big proposal. But I love you dearly and I want to spend the rest of my life with. I want to hold your hand through every anxiety attack. I want to wake up and not have to search the bed for you and not be disappointed when I realise that you're not there. I want to scream our favourite songs while we get ready every morning and I want to complain to you about you drinking all my coffee by the end of the week." He says.

He reaches forwards to wipe away my tears.

I let him, hiccuping a little bit when I try to talk.

He gives me his signature soft grin.

"Marry me councillor" he says opening the box to reveal a pink diamond ring.

"You remembered" I croak.

Back in college, I disclosed after a slightly drunk night out that I would marry anyone who could get me a ring in my favourite colour.

I did it just to see him blush, because only he knew.

And he's remembered all this time.

I nod, a sobbing mess and his smile could split his face in two!

He takes my left hand and slips the ring onto my finger.

As if on cue fireworks bust through the sky, just as he's about to lean forwards and kiss me.

"Damnit they're early!" He mutters.

I giggle and I kiss him anyway.

I hold his face gently and he sits me on his lap.

I pull back first and raise my hand to sign.

'I love you' I sign.

"I love you more" he says aloud.

We watch the fireworks and I snuggle into him.

My fiancé.
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